Im Sorry- Transgender Phanfiction

Alone

    ( btw i refer to him as Philippa because he hasn't come out yet.)

     Philippa woke up. He went to his blinds and opened them up, exposing his pale skin to the bright sun light. He went back to his bed and sat, and thought. He thought about life and himself. Today was his senior year of high school.He didn't want to go.

     Philippa always new he was a boy. However no one believed him just because they thought that your gender was identified by the area in between your legs. He was constantly bullied and torn away from the people he loved because of it. He was scared so he dressed like a girl. He felt like he was hiding behind a mask. He didn't want anyone to know so he could be safe and loved. However that was not the case.
     Philippa got up from the bed and walked over to his closet. He chose this black dress that had a flower pattern scattered all around. He picked it up a sighed at the sight of this dress. He picked out a bra. He went to his restroom and stared in the mirror.   He tried to put the bra on, but his hands couldn't do it.
     He hated seeing himself as a girl. He felt disgusted at himself for not being able to be strong. Then he finally did it. He took off the unclipped bra and grabbed a binder he had bought off of eBay without his parents knowing. He pulled it on and wrapped it as tight as he could. Then he covered himself with a spare towel.  He then ran to the closet trying to find a shirt. He pick up a shirt with a plaid pattern on it. Then he ran to his dresser and picked out a black pair of skinny jeans.
     When he tried everything on he felt thrilled. He did many stances of him looking strong and powerful. However one thing was missing. His hair! He grabbed some scissors and cut this own hair. His hair then got short enough to where it didn't tough the back of his neck anymore. However he angled the scissors at an angle giving him a fringe but he enjoyed it. He finally felt like a boy and at that moment he looked like one too.
Then the door opened forcefully.
         
      He was vulnerable. He was exposed. He was himself.